Walking on a busy highway
while the road was slippery
never felt this good again.
Each beads from the sprouting mist
sustained completely
the laughter we shared.
Down the block amidst the moonlight
you start to talk about your family
and I forgot the rest, for when
you speak a bursting reflection
of my favorite koleidoscope
is what I'm gazing of
The shortest 30 minutes
of joint suppression I've experience
You offered the umbrella alot of times
but I refused, heavily poured
precipitation concomitantly
was a better combination
"A getting to know and a farewell this maybe"
Can't unheard that voice, yours to be exact "Flight to Prague next month"
As you release a half smile
chills crawling down her vertebral column
PRAGUE! NEXT! MONTH!
The rain, the stars
Thus the colour of your eyes
it made me live again
But as soon as I sipped the last orange juice from the Despedida party of yours,
my soul expired. I died, tonight.
